Gimai Seikatsu

I should have expected that Omotesando would be crowded on a Saturday like this. The street was so full of people that at times I couldn’t even see the sidewalk ahead of me. The highway was so crowded with cars that it must be absolute hell to be driving there. Not to mention that it was currently lunchtime, so the majority of people were walking around in search of food. I took out my phone and checked the map. We were talking about a cafe near the prep school, so—Wait, this prep school… The name sounds familiar.

“Sakiii! Over here!”

I raised my head when someone called my name. Looking ahead and down the street, I spotted a girl jumping up and down while waving her hand at me. I tried my best to fight my way through the crowd and reach her.

“Maaya, this is so embarrassing!”

“What is?” She asked me with a straight face, which made me doubt myself.

Am I the weird one?

“Oh, whatever,” I said and stood next to Maaya.

We were standing in line for a cafe with a smaller terrace on the outside, which had three tables that sat four people each. Even now, despite the fact that it was pretty chilly outside, the place was packed. And we were waiting in line for this cafe which had a…French…or maybe an Italian name. Personally, I just wanted to get inside as quickly as possible. Luckily, an employee came out and asked the other guests for their reservations. It didn’t take long for our turn to arrive.

“I have a reservation for Narasaka; Two people.”